- My Own World, My Own Day -

By John Herlihy

I was never meant to be a famous hero,

Always wandering the edges of the dark.

I was never meant to be as Emperor Nero,

Who ended his life as a frightened lark.

Perhaps I am one of those unsung heroes,

People of action who trust what they do.

As they patiently go about their business,

They do bring to life whatever they knew.

My heart is now filled with a fearless hope,

Without any desire to be in public known.

Wisdom can be found in the mind of a dope,

Who weaves golden threads in destiny sewn.

Make me a hero and I will run far, far away,

Seeking peace in my own world, my own day.

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(c) John Herlihy January 2019